Chapter 619 The last person and the sudden battle

"Erica Aaron, 20 years old, local, according to data, the contact time and number of contacts between this Erica Aaron and our lifelong brother is the shortest.

A student in the Department of Stage Arts at New York University, because the house he rented with his boyfriend happened to be in the center of the battlefield during the New York War, he witnessed his boyfriend being smashed into a pulp by a spaceship.

After that, he began to take a leave of absence from school to treat his psychological trauma. He is currently living at his parents' house.

His father, Jack Aaron, is a certified public accountant at Jack Law Firm. His main project is to help companies and individuals file tax returns. The only employee of his firm is himself.

His true identity is a registered killer of the Continental Hotel, codenamed Accountant. Most of his business is to help criminal groups launder money or kill corrupt people.

His mother, Lawrence Aaron, holy shit? The tax payment manager of the tax bureau? Mainly responsible for the project: tax collection business for crimes? Damn it? Damn it! The ingredients of this one are somewhat complicated!

Also, is this girl a bit rebellious? This guy's whole family is related to finance, but she is the only one who went to study art? "

Sherlock looked at the information in his hand in the car and was speechless. How should I put it? After experiencing the previous few brothers who either committed suicide or disappeared, to be honest, even this Erica Ya Lun's family members are very complicated, and the two of them don't have much hope.

The reason why he read out the information was partly because he and Tony needed to know the specific situation of the target, and partly because the two of them were really bored, so they just read it for fun.

But it's obvious that the family situation of Erica Aaron's unlucky guy still makes the two of them feel somewhat dramatic.

Especially Tony, who was driving at the moment, his whole face was almost distorted after listening to the information read by Sherlock. After thinking for a long time, Tony helplessly complained.

"Not so good, good guy. Dad launders money and mom collects taxes. On the way, we can also deal with internal corrupt personnel. It is a standard industry chain operation."

This time, let alone Tony, even Sherlock's face was somewhat distorted. How should I put it, the IRS on Eagle Sauce's side really, well, understands everything, and this family has a deep foundation.

Judging from their previous experiences, although Erica Aaron's family members are complicated, they are probably as likely to die as the others at the front door.

So after the two of them arrived at the address on the information, they didn't have much vigilance and just walked towards the house carelessly.

After all, the outfits the two of them are wearing now are well-known, and it is still a bit confusing, especially in this high-end middle-class community that looks like a standard Yingjiang.

But what neither of them expected was that after they entered the house directly without coming in person, the moment the door closed, what greeted them was not the dead bodies with their own characteristics, nor those dead bodies with different characteristics. The stench was so strong that it had no edge, but it was a solid nine-millimeter bullet.

Fortunately, Sherlock felt a strong sense of crisis the moment the door closed, and directly pushed Tony who was standing in front of him, otherwise the two of them would definitely lose.

However, this nine-millimeter bullet also aroused the interest of the two people. You must know that this has never happened before. The two people almost subconsciously thought that they had encountered a killer from a mysterious organization, and they immediately prepared to start fighting.

Sherlock took out two P90s directly from his own kingdom of God, and started firing violently in the direction of the bullets. After all, he still had to hide his lack of vest.

As for Tony, this guy didn't have much to care about. With a flip of his hand, two steel armor gloves appeared on Tony's hands. The moment the gloves wrapped Tony's hands, two hand cannons were fired at them. people shot away.

The man who attacked him was stunned by the firepower of Sherlock's P90 and could not raise his head at all. While the guy was still stunned, he heard the sound of Tony's hand cannon charging up.

Then through the reflection of the glass of his hiding place, this guy looked at the light in the palm of the man wearing the same Iron Man gloves with a confused look getting brighter and brighter.

"My hair??"

After being stunned for a moment, the man reacted immediately, raised his pistol and counterattacked in Sherlock's direction, and at the same time desperately began to move cover.

Facts have proved that this man's idea was not wrong at all. Tony's hand cannon was fired and directly penetrated the bunker where the man was hiding, and even caused a small explosion.

Even though the man had hid very quickly just now, he was still scratched in many places by the fragments caused by the small explosion.

After a fierce fight, both sides stopped with a tacit understanding, began to shift their positions and began to search for the other party's hiding place. Tony began to call on his armor without mercy.

On the other hand, the man gradually began to feel something was wrong after a fight. If he hadn't been dazzled just now, he could clearly see that the guy carrying two P90s had nothing in his hands when he came in. Of things!

And there’s the guy wearing the same gloves as Iron Man. When did the accessories for Iron Man’s armor start to proliferate?

All kinds of disharmony began to emerge in the man's mind, and finally converged into one sentence, 'Fuck, I made an own mistake! '

Just when the man was still thinking about how to solve this subconscious mistake, Sherlock, who had roughly determined the opponent's position and briefly surrounded the opponent, spoke first.

"Friend, I don't know who you are, but think about yourself, how much money does the person behind you give you, is it worth your efforts? Why don't you put down your weapons and let's sit down together and have a good talk?"

Before Sherlock's voice could finish, a surprised voice came from the hiding place of the man surrounded by the two men.

"Queen Bee?"

"?"

After hearing the man call out his code name, which he didn't want to remember at all, a big question mark slowly appeared on the top of Sherlock's head.

At the same time, an ominous premonition filled Sherlock's head almost instantly. It seemed that he and Tony had made an own mistake this time. Sherlock, who was a little uncertain, hesitantly shouted out what had already appeared in his head. out name.

"Accounting?"

After hearing Sherlock directly call out his code name, Jack behind the bunker could only smile helplessly, put down the gun in his hand, slowly raised his hands, and looked at the two men. Then, he slowly stood up from behind the bunker.

"I swear, Queen Bee, it was just a misunderstanding. Believe me, I don't want to face a double-decker pursuit from Price and the Continental Hotel!"

After saying this, looking at the man standing in front of him with his hands raised, even Tony, who had never read the information at all, knew that he had most likely found the wrong person.

"Okay, it looks like this is a misunderstanding, but, brat, when did you get such a girly code name as Queen Bee?"

Tony said as he canceled the battle armor summons on his phone.

After hearing Tony's complaints, Sherlock silently put the P90 in his hand back into his divine kingdom, then took out a high-explosive grenade and looked at the two people standing in front of him with a look on his face. He smiled and immediately opened the safety cover.

Tired, destroy it!

The half-flying armor and Jarvis inside said that sometimes I really want to call the police.